Post by fleigerhauptman on Sept 7, 2011 0:14:48 GMT 12
There was this Australian priest who was terribly mixed up,so he
wnt to see a psychiatrist who told him to forget his parish and his
flock and go to Sydney and enjoy himself for a few days.
"Take off your dog collar and let your hair down," he said.
So the priest did just that --- he went to Sydney .... saw a movie ... had a good meal and a drop of the hard stuff.
Later that night, he found himself in Kings Cross, in one of the 'clip joints'.
He sat down at a table and soon a topless waitress came up and murmered : "What would you like to drink,Father?"
He panicked, thought he must have left his dog collar on and stuttered: "How did you know I was a priest?"
"Oh! --- I'm Sister Theresa. I go to the same psychiatrist!"
wnt to see a psychiatrist who told him to forget his parish and his
flock and go to Sydney and enjoy himself for a few days.
"Take off your dog collar and let your hair down," he said.
So the priest did just that --- he went to Sydney .... saw a movie ... had a good meal and a drop of the hard stuff.
Later that night, he found himself in Kings Cross, in one of the 'clip joints'.
He sat down at a table and soon a topless waitress came up and murmered : "What would you like to drink,Father?"
He panicked, thought he must have left his dog collar on and stuttered: "How did you know I was a priest?"
"Oh! --- I'm Sister Theresa. I go to the same psychiatrist!"
